Save Me by Shara Azod Page B

was sucked into her compact little pussy. The way her nails dug into his shoulders sent shockwaves of raw lust rushing through his body. Every breathy groan was praise to his ears. Planting his feet firmly on the car floor, he thrust harder, harder until he was fully embedded. Only then did he pause, tearing his mouth away from her chest.
    “Look at me, Alicia.” While she was the very study of exquisite ecstasy with her eyes closed and her head thrown back, he needed to see her eyes. More than anything, he needed to see what he did to her, needed her to see what she was doing to him. The untamed savagery she inspired in him, it shocked him, scared him, but God he wanted more. “Do you see what you do to me, schatz ? I’m nothing more than an animal when I’m inside you.”
    Not smooth, certainly not exactly what he’d meant to say, but nonetheless true. But contrary to his words, he didn’t move now that he was completely inside her. Instead, he used the hold he had on her behind to press her more fully into him, not allowing her to move, either. Drinking in the sight of her skin glistening in the dying spring sunlight, he was in awe of her timeless beauty. In this light, the rich earth tones of her skin appeared to glow with golden highlights. There was just something so damn ethereal about her, an agelessness that was so fucking gorgeous, it was hard to believe she was real, that she was in his arms. The way she could get lost in pleasure was amazing. A precious gift he could never repay. She humbled him every bit as much as she made him hungry.
    “I need to move,” she begged, her quim tightening around him in delightful little spasms. There was a frantic look in her eyes, almost feral, as her nails dug even deeper into him. He welcomed the pain; it helped to keep him grounded. “God, Claus, I need you so much. I need to move. I need you to move.”
    “I know, I feel it.” After a quick glance toward the driver to ensure the man wasn’t sneaking a peek, Claus guided her body up his shaft slowly before slamming them back together again. “And I will give you what you need.”
    He couldn’t allow her to move. There was no way he could handle that. So he set the pace, keeping the glide of his dick slow and measured while watching her intently. The steady pulsations of her pussy grew stronger, increasing in number. He had to stop all movement several times just to hold on. Every ounce of the frantic desire reflected in her eyes, he felt just as keenly. He wanted it to last just a little longer. God knows he was driving himself crazy every bit as much as he was tormenting her, but torture had never felt so intoxicating!
    Without warning, he withdrew completely, turning her to face forward before entering her from behind. He couldn’t take it anymore. The plea in her eyes was too much. This time when he entered her, he went in smooth, able to bury himself balls-deep without problem. Pushing her back so that she lay against his chest, he reached between her thighs to press his finger against her clit. Even though she bucked at this new stimulus, he was able to keep them closely locked together.
    Waiting until her body ceased shaking, he began to tap against her sensitive nubbin as he began rocking their bodies. With his other hand, he rolled her nipples between his forefinger and thumb.
    “Do you see how the driver tries to ignore what we are doing?” he murmured against her ear before tugging the delicate lobe with his teeth. “He wants to look. He wants to see my beautiful woman lost in ecstasy. But he knows I would see him, and I would kill him. You are mine. No one dares look at what belongs to me. No one dares disrespect you as long as I draw breath.” That was perverse of him, he knew, yet he could feel her cunt contracting around him at his words. Fuck, this was killing him. “He can smell you, smell us. He hears the sweet way you cry out for me. I bet he’s rock hard fantasizing, imagining himself